| Song | Torches Together |
| Artist | mewithoutYou |
| Album | Catch For Us The Foxes |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Mewithoutyou | |
| Why burn poor and lonely? | |
| Under a bowl or under a lampshade | |
| Or on the shelf beside the bed | |
| Where at night you lay turning like a door on it's hinges | |
| (First on your left side, then on your right side, then your left side again) | |
| Why burn poor and lonely? | |
| Tell all the stones, we're gonna make a building | |
| We'll cut into shape and set into place | |
| Or if you'd rather be a window, | |
| I'll gladly be the frame | |
| Reflecting any kind of words | |
| We'll let in all the blame | |
| (And ruin our reputation all the same) | |
| So never mind our plan making | |
| We'll start living | |
| Anyway, aren't you unbearably sad? | |
| Then why burn so poor and lonely? | |
| We'll be like torches - We'll be torches together! | |
| With whatever respect our tattered dignity demands | |
| Torches together, hand in hand | |
| Why pluck one string? | |
| What good is just one note? | |
| Oh, one string sounds fine I guess.... | |
| We we're once 'One Notes' | |
| We were lonely wheat quietly ground into grain | |
| (What light and momentary pain!) | |
| So why this safe distance, this curious look? | |
| Why tear out single pages when you can throw away the book? | |
| Why pluck one string when you can strum the guitar? | |
| Strum the guitar! | |
| With no beginning, with no end | |
| Take down a guitar and strum the guitar if you're afraid, | |
| And I'm afraid and everyone's afraid | |
| And everyone knows it but we don't have to be afraid anymore | |
| You played the flute but no one was dancing | |
| You sang a sad song and none of us cried |
| zuo qu : Mewithoutyou | |
| Why burn poor and lonely? | |
| Under a bowl or under a lampshade | |
| Or on the shelf beside the bed | |
| Where at night you lay turning like a door on it' s hinges | |
| First on your left side, then on your right side, then your left side again | |
| Why burn poor and lonely? | |
| Tell all the stones, we' re gonna make a building | |
| We' ll cut into shape and set into place | |
| Or if you' d rather be a window, | |
| I' ll gladly be the frame | |
| Reflecting any kind of words | |
| We' ll let in all the blame | |
| And ruin our reputation all the same | |
| So never mind our plan making | |
| We' ll start living | |
| Anyway, aren' t you unbearably sad? | |
| Then why burn so poor and lonely? | |
| We' ll be like torches We' ll be torches together! | |
| With whatever respect our tattered dignity demands | |
| Torches together, hand in hand | |
| Why pluck one string? | |
| What good is just one note? | |
| Oh, one string sounds fine I guess.... | |
| We we' re once ' One Notes' | |
| We were lonely wheat quietly ground into grain | |
| What light and momentary pain! | |
| So why this safe distance, this curious look? | |
| Why tear out single pages when you can throw away the book? | |
| Why pluck one string when you can strum the guitar? | |
| Strum the guitar! | |
| With no beginning, with no end | |
| Take down a guitar and strum the guitar if you' re afraid, | |
| And I' m afraid and everyone' s afraid | |
| And everyone knows it but we don' t have to be afraid anymore | |
| You played the flute but no one was dancing | |
| You sang a sad song and none of us cried |
| zuò qǔ : Mewithoutyou | |
| Why burn poor and lonely? | |
| Under a bowl or under a lampshade | |
| Or on the shelf beside the bed | |
| Where at night you lay turning like a door on it' s hinges | |
| First on your left side, then on your right side, then your left side again | |
| Why burn poor and lonely? | |
| Tell all the stones, we' re gonna make a building | |
| We' ll cut into shape and set into place | |
| Or if you' d rather be a window, | |
| I' ll gladly be the frame | |
| Reflecting any kind of words | |
| We' ll let in all the blame | |
| And ruin our reputation all the same | |
| So never mind our plan making | |
| We' ll start living | |
| Anyway, aren' t you unbearably sad? | |
| Then why burn so poor and lonely? | |
| We' ll be like torches We' ll be torches together! | |
| With whatever respect our tattered dignity demands | |
| Torches together, hand in hand | |
| Why pluck one string? | |
| What good is just one note? | |
| Oh, one string sounds fine I guess.... | |
| We we' re once ' One Notes' | |
| We were lonely wheat quietly ground into grain | |
| What light and momentary pain! | |
| So why this safe distance, this curious look? | |
| Why tear out single pages when you can throw away the book? | |
| Why pluck one string when you can strum the guitar? | |
| Strum the guitar! | |
| With no beginning, with no end | |
| Take down a guitar and strum the guitar if you' re afraid, | |
| And I' m afraid and everyone' s afraid | |
| And everyone knows it but we don' t have to be afraid anymore | |
| You played the flute but no one was dancing | |
| You sang a sad song and none of us cried |